[Hokage] A group fan?Group fan!

Music inserted in this chapter: Koji Takanashi-Charlie's Confessions (autoplay)

[The update time before 3.2 is uncertain, no longer according to the click-through rate, write some when you have time, TVT because I really can't finish my homework]

[0 dish 0 Today I took a look at the pit that was locked before, and I was shocked! 】

[The collection rate of QVQ is not as good as before, the points are not as good as before, the click rate is almost multiplied by two and then subtracted...]

【=皮= Sure enough, it’s still the abuser, okay... Meh...】

There is a natural tie by my side, and it has been by my side since the moment I was born.What was my first memory of him, in fact, I can't remember clearly, because I was too young at that time... But the shadow of those silver-red eyes was deeply imprinted on my heart, The original cleanliness and purity are the most gentle, although I don't remember when and where it was printed...

The initial point in my memory is the temperature of a palm - warm and somewhat hot, this temperature belongs to him who is prone to cold.His health has not been very good since he was a child, and he has been suffering from serious and minor illnesses. I have secretly listened to the conversations of my parents. It was a side effect of his eyes.He has a pair of eyes different from other clansmen.Those eyes are like polished pigeon blood red. When he looks up at the sky at night, I will look at those beautiful eyes, because the moon reflected in them is special.When he notices my sight, he will turn his head and look at me with a smile. At that time, there is my image in his eyes...

He is a gentle person, as gentle as his mother.Obviously I was born a little earlier than him, but he is more suitable for this title than my elder brother.When I was hurt and sad, he would always follow me and heal the wounds in my heart with warm words; Except for my mother and elder brother, he is the only one who will patiently bandage my wounds. When we grow up, he will nag me from time to time, but even so, he The movements of his hands are so cautious, except that I will use some strength when I refute him, but I know that his starting point has always been good...

I like to cling to the kind brother, and he likes to follow the serious father.Sometimes I would ask him "Why do you like to follow Dad so much", he would always tell me "Because Dad is a very gentle person", every time he answered me, he smiled... I respect Dad, I love my brother, my mother, and this younger brother who is by my side.I also forgot when, he never left home again, I asked my mother, but she would always prevaricate me helplessly; I asked my brother, but he was always busy and had no time to answer me; asked him...

"Because I'm waiting for you at home," he replied. "How can I say 'Welcome back' to you if I'm not at home?"

He is stronger than me.I feel that no matter how hard I try, I will never surpass him. The words "truly worthy of my son" belong to my brother and to him, but that doesn't belong to me.I always feel that there are invisible shackles on my brother and his shoulders, and the shackles restrict their freedom, and I can only watch them walk in front of me, walking further and further away.

If I can be stronger, they won't be as tired as they are now.

When this idea appeared in my mind, it took root and sprouted, and I kept practicing, only hoping that I could stand side by side with them and bear the heavy shackles together.

As I grew older, when I was six years old, I entered the ninja school in the village.This time, he is also not by my side, but every time I go home, I will see him standing at the door, smiling and saying to me: Welcome back.

But I also gradually found that the atmosphere at home has changed.

That night, I was awakened by the quarrel.I sneaked out of bed, and when I passed the room, I heard the conversation between my brother and my father, which was a contradictory quarrel.I was finally discovered by my brother, and my father got up and accused me a few words. I was a little disappointed.There was the familiar temperature on my shoulders, I turned around in surprise, and met those shining red eyes, he said to me with a faint smile: "It's late at night...

On the way back, we tacitly didn't say a word.

Then he had a fever, and that night he told me about that weird dream...

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But that man took everything from me on that full moon night.

Looking at the cold corpses on the ground, my breathing became heavier and heavier, and my steps became faster and faster. I ran non-stop.I have never really prayed to God, but this time I asked him for one thing - please keep my loved ones safe.

I opened the door, but the people who were supposed to greet me with a smile disappeared. I searched anxiously and kept calling them—my relatives.At the top of the stairs, I saw a pool of blood, and the temperature from bright red to freezing was familiar.I was even more uneasy, the house was quiet as if no one existed, and the smell of blood had spread to every corner of the room.

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After calming down a little, I noticed the traces of blood on the ground, and I followed the blood to the end of it.I stopped outside the last door and took a deep breath.I pushed open the door vigilantly, and what I saw was my brother who was covered in blood, and the figures of my parents lying in a pool of blood.Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a figure, it was him, he was leaning against the wall weakly as if he was asleep, the fabric on his left chest was dyed bright red but no longer seeped blood.

I ran to his side and hugged his weak body but I didn't feel the familiar temperature anymore, his hands and feet gradually became cold... I hugged him uneasily, looking at my brother standing there, I He asked tremblingly, "Brother, who did it...?"

It was him, always the man who lied to me and took everyone around me.

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My dream kept repeating that night, I heard my mother's scream, my father's questioning, and Kong's cry...

——Sasuke, why didn't you come and save me!

He was complaining why I didn't come to him, he was crying, and the cold blade pierced through his heart.At the end of the dream was a dark world, Sora was standing there, I ran over and grabbed his wrist, he turned his head and looked at me, his face was covered with dried blood, the bright red on his left chest was already pitch black, that The red eyes that were once beautiful can no longer reflect everything, he just stared at me like this, thinking of a puppet without emotion...

"Snapped."

He swung my hand away, and the clacking sound of his palms resounded in this lightless world. He turned around dumbly, and walked towards a darker distance.I was about to catch up, but someone grabbed my throat tightly. It was that man, the man who wiped out the whole clan for such insignificant things!He still said the crazy words to me, and after he finished speaking, he was swallowed by darkness.I fell heavily on the ground, and when I came back to my senses, Sora had already reached a place where I could hardly catch up.I staggered to my feet, and when I raised my head again, he just disappeared without a trace...

I ran around indiscriminately, calling his name, but I couldn't find that thin figure anymore.

"Please, even if it's just one side." I turned around irregularly, looking for him everywhere, and before I knew it, tears were streaming down my face and my voice was hoarse, "Let me take another look at you, let me say goodbye to you." An apology, please, come out and see me!"

"Uchiha Itachi, I know you're here, where did you get Sora!"

"hateful……"

I searched aimlessly, but found nothing, and I felt the despair I had never felt before.

"Kong, where are you?! Come out now!"

"Empty! Come out, don't play anymore, I can't find you, I give up this game of hide and seek, okay?! I just beg you to come out!"

"null?"

"null……"

I knelt powerlessly on the icy cold ground, and muttered on my back: "Kong, don't leave me alone..."

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I don't know how long I've been looking for it, because I can't remember the time.

"Sasuke, I've always been here..." A light came in, and a door appeared in the dark world, accompanied by the crisp sound of jade bells.The door was pushed open, and there stood him.Sora still had that smile on his face, he stretched out his hand to me, and said with a smile, "I found you, little Sasuke."

I looked at him in disbelief, thinking it was just the man's illusion, but he...even if it was just an illusion, I finally found him.My steps faltered a little, but I still walked over very quickly, I was worried that he would disappear in the next moment.

I walked to the end, leaning weakly on his shoulder, and what I heard was the warmth I was most familiar with. I took his hand and choked, "Song, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I..."

This time he didn't have to raise his toes anymore, he rubbed my head and said gently: "Let's go back, little Sasuke, it's too cold here."

When I woke up again, I was already in the hospital, with temperature on my forehead and the back of my hand.

Are you back?I thought with some excitement.

I was a little exhausted, but I was still able to barely get out of bed. I pulled out the needle on the back of the other hand and walked out of the room slowly.

It's all just a dream... right?

"Have you heard? Uchiha was exterminated."

"Yeah, I heard that, I heard that only this child survived."

"Hey? Isn't there an older boy?"

"Haven't you heard? It was the boy who destroyed the Uchiha clan. I heard that he was a former genius."

……

Is that true?

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The outlines of the corpses were drawn with chalk, and the corpses had already been removed.The dampness brought by the summer rain still exists, but the temperature of summer is lost forever, and the coldness like winter snow penetrates deep into the bone marrow.I pushed open the door, and I seemed to see him smiling and welcoming me again; when I came to the kitchen, I seemed to see my mother busy washing dishes; I came to the living room, and my father was reading the newspaper with a serious face...

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I came to the small lake where I practiced Hao fireball and sat on the small wooden stack.

"What did Dad and Mom say?" I murmured dumbly.

I picked up a stone and threw it into the lake, looking at the reflection in the water, I seemed to see that man, he said to me...

——If you want to kill me, just hate, resent!

Yes, this is the man who took everything from me!

"Brother!!!" I yelled and jumped into the lake.

In order to kill you, no matter how difficult the front is, I will go forward bravely, no matter what I encounter, I will gain strength!

From now on, I'm an Avenger!

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Following this sloppy client, I and the crane carried this perverted but still reliable Jonin to his residence. Sakura took care of Kakashi worriedly, but still looked at me from time to time.So what exactly do girls want to do, why haven't I understood it all these years...?

When Kakashi wakes up, I must ask about the Sharingan!I thought.

"That is... a jade paper crane? Wow, what a beautiful jade!" Sakura looked at the tea table beside her, and there was a bunch of... on it!

that is……? !

"Empty... lock...?" I asked in a voice only I could hear.Maybe it's fake, but the fineness of this kind of jade is extremely high-quality, how could it be from this shabby old man's house?

I was questioning, I walked over to pick it up and observed it carefully, the crisp and tiny chirping of the jade paper crane's head was so similar that it reached an unbelievable level.

"Hey, Sasuke! How can you take other people's things casually!" I ignored the provocation from the end of the crane, because I couldn't think at the moment, all the evidence indicated that this jade paper crane definitely belonged to him This is the real thing, so who is its owner now? !

"Ah, that jade paper crane," Tsunami walked in with a basin of water, she threw a towel and put it on the fainted Kakashi's forehead, "That's something from Tamamo, please don't touch it .”

"Tamamo?" I asked.

"Well, Yuzao came to our house a year ago. He is a very handsome boy. We used to regard him as a girl. Oh, this is his baby. It's just that he left in a hurry today. Put it back in the room in time, this thing is very easy to be robbed outside, so he rarely takes this out," Tsunami thought for a while, "Why, little ninja, do you know Tamamo?"

I don't know Tamamo, but I know his real master.

If Yuzao is not him, then I will definitely question this Yuzao, this thing can only belong to him; but if it is him, then...

Kong, if it's you, then you...

Why didn't you come to me?

"Well."

"Ah, Kakashi-sensei, you're awake!" The tail of the crane rushed into the room excitedly, not caring at all that Kakashi was a patient at the moment.

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"I am back."

"Ah, you're back in Inari, huh? Isn't Tamamo with you?"

"he……"

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